Nuggets

“We all hated the Russians, but we respected them. They built houses that are still there ‘after three decades of war. They used to buy bred and cheese at Kabul street market. NATO troops would rather starve. ”

“Your face looks tired, did you do the night shift?”. A long sigh, the stub thrown away: “The night shift has nothing to do with it . My face is weary from decades of war and flight, as the faces of all Afghans in the world.”

“Are you happy to finally leave for Canada and put an end to your flight?” Without even looking up: “We are muhajirin, our flight never ends.”

Mussa Khan is muhajir, a refugee looking for a safe place to live. His story is the one of the many young Afghans who try to reach Europe to seek asylum. In 14 posts the blog "Mussa Khan" retraces his steps through the 5,000 km that separate Iran from Italy.